These Kings Will Kill - A Discrete Exit

If I could stay I would, If I could change I would
I'm somewhat in between, It keeps floating around
When everything has been and gone away

Of all these words that swim around my brain
That bitter taste, it's all the same

If I could breathe I would, If I could move I would
These rounded little pills could take it all away
In a jubilee of black light in the end

Of all these words that swim around my brain
That bitter taste, it's all the same

Written by:
Daniel Ablett

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